MiniBury, I have a confession for you: I don’t really care about cobwebs. I’m much too busy looking down at smiling faces. Or at the enormous worm, in a little hand, someone brought in from the garden. Sometimes someone is practicing tying their shoes and I need to concentrate. I do care about lots of […]
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I’m often the only dad in the room—at school pickup, at ballet and gymnastics classes, at toddler time and library story time. So every time I walk into these events, with my daughter holding my hand, there’s a thought, not incredibly loud or insistent, but one I am certainly aware of nonetheless: “This is a
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A couple of weeks ago, I clocked out of work at the end of the day, drove across town and walked into the preschool my daughter attends. Like any other day I smiled across the room at her, confessed how much I missed her in the 7 hours we were apart and waved to her
Before pushing the passing winter too far into the recesses of my memory, I choose to pause and take stock of how much living and growing can happen in a single season. This weekend marked the end of the season of skiing at the Middlebury Snowbowl, which has been our family’s playground and sanity salve
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Like many family households, we have a dog. A gloriously gigantic, white fluffy dog named Hess. Hess is a type of dog called a Great Pyrenees — which means she’s technically classified as a working breed. She excels at guarding our livestock and small farm, she likes having something to do. She also has the
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If I remember my own childhood correctly (and I believe, like everyone, that I probably don’t really), I think I spent a lot of time outside in cold weather. Then again, I also remember watching a ton of TV and playing a bunch of Nintendo. My memories lean towards warm summer and crisp fall days at the park
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Everything is slower when you have a baby — especially if you go on vacation. My husband and I hemmed and hawed about whether to take our 6-month-old daughter to visit his family on Long Island. We tend to be anxious about germs. Packing up the baby and all her stuff seemed like a lot.
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Fun fact: I set a Middlebury Town Pool record when I was 8 years old for the 25 yard breaststroke. Don’t be fooled… I was no swimming all-star. I was the chattering kid sitting in the middle of the pool (on a lane line) ignoring my coaches’ “encouragement” to “get in the water!” No thanks.
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Has your family ever had the pleasure of hand, foot and mouth disease? If so, I bet you know exactly where this is going. If not, I’ll spare you the clinical details and just say that it’s a MAJOR bummer and it keeps your kids out of school for what feels like forever… plus infinity.
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